Bernard O'Shea — The Dad Bod Diaries: Whisper it, but am I afraid to succeed?
'My youngest stopped holding my hand while crossing the road. I walked the rest of the way home thinking about it more than I probably should have.' Picture: iStock
It wasn’t dramatic. No announcement. He’d already looked both ways, already decided the road was clear, already moved. I was the one standing slightly behind, arm half-extended, reaching for something that had quietly decided it didn’t need me anymore.
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